Had a letter about a week ago (finally) from the solicitor appointed by the union to deal with my employment case. They invited me in today to discuss the case and I duly went.
To get there I had to:
*arrange for someone to come from miles away in rush hour to supervise scaffolders/roofers who needed access to fix the roof after the snow made most of it fall off
*on a day when everyone was really busy elsewhere arrange family to dog sit as dog would be very unnerved by roof/scaffold activity
*bus it and walk to get there at 36 weeks pregnant as a week ago my car was broken into and is still away being repaired
Only to be told when I got there that the solicitor doesn't work on a Wednesday and I would have to rearrange. Someone had made the appointment, put it in her diary and written to me, despite this. 
So I came home again and sat and cried. After the roof and the car, and the baby STILL being breech, this was just the final straw. So AIBU to be really really angry about this and is it just the hormones/a reaction to being trapped by snow for two weeks followed by being trapped by a lack of a car since then?